The Other World: The Happy Life of the Yellow-Haired Tutor

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"Don't look at me like that, it has nothing to do with me." Seeing Luo Xin's resentful expression, Chen Bin innocently shrugged. At the same time, he secretly sighed in his heart: Luo Xin's embarrassed and annoyed appearance has a certain charm.

"I know!" Hearing Chen Bin's words, Luo Xin gritted her teeth, cursing the shirt manufacturer in her mind. She was determined to file a severe complaint against them when she got back!

"So, are we still going to drink coffee now?" Chen Bin looked Luo Xin up and down, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips.

Although he could no longer see the spring blossoms, Luo Xin's posture, wrapped tightly in her clothes, was still exceptionally captivating. Especially the hint of panic in her bright eyes, which perfectly ignited Chen Bin's desire to conquer.

He longed to tear Luo Xin's clothes apart and carefully examine the immense treasure hidden within. A queen, after all, should be conquered.

"Drink my ass! I'm going home." Luo Xin cursed angrily, then turned and left.

All she wanted to do was rush home and change into a shirt; she had no desire to discuss the cola recipe with Chen Bin anymore. But Chen Bin had just triggered the mission and naturally wouldn't let Luo Xin leave alone, so he followed her. "Don't follow me!" Luo Xin said angrily as Chen Bin caught up.

Although Chen Bin wasn't to blame for the shirt tearing, Luo Xin still remembered that he had been peeking at her. Therefore, she naturally wouldn't be friendly towards him.

Chen Bin didn't mind, and leisurely followed beside Luo Xin, occasionally admiring her stunning face.

Seeing Chen Bin sticking to her side, Luo Xin became increasingly irritated, but she was too lazy to say anything more. Anyway, she would drive away in a little while, and Chen Bin couldn't very well follow her into the car.

With this thought in mind, Luo Xin quickly entered the elevator, pressing the button for the basement level with her slender, rounded index finger. "Is your car in the underground parking garage?" Chen Bin asked softly, narrowing his eyes as he watched Luo Xin's actions.

He suddenly remembered the serial killer Han Su had mentioned yesterday; that guy's crimes all took place in garages. "What's the problem?" Luo Xin glanced at Chen Bin sideways and said calmly.

"No problem, I was just asking," Chen Bin said with a light laugh, but inwardly he became wary.

After all, the commission mentioned that Luo Xin would face a fatal crisis within half an hour. The word "fatal" is often associated with bloodshed.

Noticing that Chen Bin's expression was a little off, Luo Xin raised her eyebrows and looked at him thoughtfully.

A silence fell over the surroundings until a ding-dong sound rang out. Basement level, we've arrived.

"Where's your car?" Chen Bin stepped out of the elevator, scanned the garage, and found it brightly lit. It didn't look like a place conducive to committing a crime.

"B4 over there," Luo Xin said casually, then slowly walked forward, lifting her sexy legs. Chen Bin and An Nuo followed beside her, saying nothing.

In the vast underground parking garage, only the sound of Luo Xin's high heels clicking on the floor could be heard. Thump! Thump! Thump! ?

The sound echoed in Chen Bin's ears, as if pounding on his heart. He squinted and saw Luo Xin stop in front of a passageway.

On the wall along the corridor, two bright red letters are printed: B3. To enter B4, you need to pass through this corridor.

"This corridor is so dark, are the lights broken?" Anuo frowned as she looked down into the dark, gloomy corridor. "When I came, the lights were still on," Luo Xin murmured, feeling a sudden chill creep over her.

But she didn't think much of it, tightened her clothes, and was about to enter the corridor. But at that moment, Chen Bin suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"What are you doing?" Luo Xin suddenly turned her head, shook off Chen Bin's hand, and looked displeased. She and Chen Bin weren't close enough for her to get physical with him.

"I'll go first." Chen Bin ignored Luo Xin's coldness and walked into the corridor on his own. At the same time, he took out his phone and turned on the flashlight.

Seeing this, Anuo quickly did as she was told, then pressed herself close to Chen Bin. She had already sensed that something was amiss. This was the first time she had ever seen Chen Bin so serious since she had known him.

Luo Xin frowned slightly as she watched the two figures walk away. She then took out her phone and followed them.

The corridor brightened under the light of the cell phone, casting dark shadows on the floor. Chen Bin walked at a measured pace, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings, fully focused on his defenses.

Although Luo Xin and An Nuo didn't understand why this was happening, they tacitly remained silent under the influence of the atmosphere.

For a moment, only the faint sound of footsteps remained in the corridor. The sound traveled all the way to the end of the corridor.

There were no lights outside the corridor either, but it was brighter than inside, which relieved Luo Xin. That short journey had been quite nerve-wracking; it was all Chen Bin's fault for being so paranoid.

Luo Xin grumbled inwardly, her gaze shifting to Chen Bin's profile, just as she was about to speak.

Just then, a tall figure suddenly darted out from the blind spot outside the corridor, raising his left hand. Luo Xin's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly became alert, seeing that the figure was wearing a mask and had a knife scar near his eye. He was extremely burly, blocking most of the corridor's exit, leaving only a small gap.

The light from outside shone through the gap onto the scarred man's left hand, allowing Luo Xin to see that he was holding a spray bottle. He aimed the nozzle at Chen Bin, about to press it.

But Chen Bin reacted very quickly, raising his hand to grab the spray and blocking the nozzle with his palm. The next second, a whirring sound rang out.

An unknown liquid flowed down Chen Bin's palm, emitting a pungent odor.

Seeing the spray being blocked, the scarred man raised his right hand without hesitation, pointing the black muzzle of the gun at Chen Bin. Luo Xin and An Nuo's faces instantly turned pale.

The scarred man grinned smugly, slowly tightening his grip on his pistol, glancing at Anno out of the corner of his eye. "I never expected such a pleasant surprise."

A hoarse voice came from the attacker's mouth, like the whisper of an evil ghost. But just as the last syllable of that whisper was uttered, Chen Bin suddenly raised his hand. As before, he used his sword to block the muzzle of the gun.

Seeing Chen Bin's action, the scarred man's eyes narrowed, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Gunshots rang out, and the black muzzle spewed out sinister flames, filling the scarred man with excitement.

His pistol was fitted with a silencer, so the gunshot wasn't too loud. This was why the scarred man dared to fire so recklessly.

His eyes were wide open, as if he could already see the bloody scene of a bullet piercing Chen Bin's palm. But unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

When Chen Bin raised his right hand, he had already merged the invisible sword energy with his entire palm.

Therefore, when the bright yellow bullet hit Chen Binxue's heart, it was as if it had struck a copper wall or an iron wall.

With a muffled thud, the scarred man's pistol exploded, the barrel instantly breaking open to reveal a black spring.

The powerful recoil tore open the scarred man's hand, leaving it covered in blood. A searing pain shot through him, causing his face to contort in agony.

Chen Bin strode forward, his right hand, fused with the invisible sword energy, thrusting forward like lightning. *Thud!*

The scarred man's chest was pierced by Chen Bin's right hand.

He looked down in disbelief and saw that the bright red blood had soaked through his collar. "You, Scarface," the man opened his mouth, but could not speak, only spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Bin glanced at him, said nothing, and suddenly pulled his hand out of the scarred man's chest. Blood splattered instantly, covering Chen Bin's face.

The scarred man's lips moved, his pupils dilated rapidly, and he collapsed limply to the ground. Blood flowed everywhere, and the scarred man soon fell silent.

Looking at his corpse, Chen Bin's eyes trembled, his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, and he slowly turned his head back.

He saw that Luo Xin's face was pale, her delicate hands tightly covering her lips, and she unconsciously stepped back. Her bright eyes were filled with terror.

Chen Bin's Adam's apple bobbed, and he tried to speak but couldn't make a sound; his mouth and nose were filled with the smell of blood.

"Chen Bin, how are you?" Looking at Chen Bin's face covered in blood, An Nuo stepped forward, her voice trembling. "I'm fine." Hearing An Nuo's voice, Chen Bin slowly spoke, his voice extremely hoarse.

Then she suddenly turned around, picked up the backpack the scarred man was carrying, and emptied everything out of it.

With a clattering sound, miscellaneous items scattered all over the ground. Chen Bin's gaze shifted, locking onto a short knife.

In Luo Xin's increasingly terrified self-illumination, he picked up the short knife and stabbed the scarred man repeatedly in the chest.

Seeing his somewhat frantic actions, Anuo thought Chen Bin had been provoked and quickly grabbed his arm:

"Chen Bin, he's dead. Don't get agitated." "I know." Chen Bin stopped moving.

Looking down, he saw that the scarred man's chest was mangled beyond recognition. He breathed a sigh of relief, dropped the dagger, and looked around as if searching for something.

Seeing Chen Bin's unusual behavior, Luo Xin had a sudden inspiration and blurted out, "There are no cameras around!" Hearing this, Chen Bin turned around again, his blood-stained eyes staring at Luo Xin.

Luo Xin's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively turned her head, her gaze landing squarely on the shattered pistol. Her eyes froze instantly. ?

The previous scenes flashed before her eyes, finally settling on the moment Chen Bin used the muzzle of the gun in his palm.

Luo Xin's eyes trembled, only one thought echoing in her mind: He blocked the gun with his hand and wasn't hurt at all? He's not human!

Luo Xin suddenly looked up at Chen Bin and realized why he had used a dagger to grab the scarred man's chest. It was because he wanted to cover up the original wound!

Thinking of this, Luo Xin felt a wave of dizziness.

Everything that just happened was so sudden that it gave her a sense of unrealistic fantasy.

While Luo Xin's mind was in complete chaos, Chen Bin had already taken out his phone and dialed Liu Ruyu's number. "Hello?" Liu Ruyu's voice rang out.

Chen Bin was silent for two seconds, then said softly, "I killed someone." "Huh?" Liu Ruyu's face was full of disbelief.

“I just killed an armed thug. He was probably the serial killer Han Su mentioned.” Chen Bin took a deep breath and briefly explained the situation.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of a water glass falling to the ground came from the phone.

Immediately afterward, Han Su's voice rang out, her tone urgent: "Does he have a scar on his eyebrow?" "Yes," Chen Bin replied without hesitation.

"Call the police! Call the police immediately!" Han Su said repeatedly, her tone extremely agitated. "Aren't you a police officer? Can't you come and handle this?" Chen Bin frowned.

The reason he called Liu Ruyu was to ask Han Su to handle the situation, since she was someone he knew.

“Where are you located? If you’re in Jinshui District, I can come over and handle it,” Han Su asked. “I’m in Chengguan District,” Chen Bin sighed.

"That's alright. Call the police first, the nearest police station will take over, and I'll go over and talk to them in a bit." "Okay, I understand." Chen Bin nodded and hung up the phone somewhat irritably.

He really didn't want to deal with unfamiliar police officers. But since things had come to this, he had no choice but to call the police first.

To Chen Bin's surprise, the person who took over the case was also a female police officer.

Chapter 39 Policewoman Shen Rong

Chengguan District, police station. ●

Name? "Chen Bin." Age? "18." Gender?

After a brief exchange, Shen Rong put down her pen, looked up at Chen Bin, and her eyes still held a hint of surprise. An hour earlier, she had received a call from Chen Bin urging her to call the police.

When she heard that he had killed an armed thug, Shen Rong felt incredulous but didn't think much of it. However, after arriving at the scene and examining the scarred man's body, she realized the matter was more complex than it seemed. Recalling the suspicious points she had previously noticed, Shen Rong leaned forward slightly and said softly:

"I have a few questions about this case. Just answer them truthfully. Don't be nervous. This is just a statement."

"Don't worry, sister, I'm not nervous." Chen Bin grinned, carefully examining the policewoman in front of him. She had a beautiful and charming oval face.

Her eyebrows resembled distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, her skin was as white as snow, and her red lips were like cinnabar—a quintessential classical Eastern beauty.

Logically speaking, such a beauty should be a gentle and refined young lady, but she was dressed in a police uniform. She also had a neat ponytail, a shapely figure, sharp eyes, and a very spirited air.

Her dashing and spirited demeanor combined with her gentle and charming appearance created a unique allure. She was on par with Han Su. Chen Bin gazed at the policewoman before him, muttering to himself. His eyes fell on her ample bosom, and her brief information flashed before his eyes.

【Shen Rong】5 Age: 37 Mindset: D

Personality: Perceptive, meticulous, easy-going; 01 Characteristic: Abundant body hair

Status: Feeling emotionally charged and unsatisfied ● Difficulty: A+

"Excessive body hair? Unsatisfied sexually?" Chen Bin raised an eyebrow at Shen Rong's message. He had heard before that the more body hair a woman has, the stronger her sexual desires are.

He initially thought it was a rumor, but it turned out to be true, and even a beauty like Shen Rong wasn't immune. Chen Bin pondered, unconsciously picturing Shen Rong trying to cope with her loneliness late at night. It was truly exciting that such a dashing policewoman would secretly do such things.

Just thinking about that alluring scene made Chen Bin's eyes burn with desire. He immediately added Shen Rong to his list of targets in his mind.

At the same time, Shen Rong reached out and picked up the plastic bag next to her, inside which was a bloodstained dagger.

“My first question is, did you really kill that thug with this dagger?” Shen Rong raised the dagger, pressing it tightly against Chen Bin. “Yes,” Chen Bin replied without hesitation.

"But after examining the body, I found that the thug had two broken sternums. Was that also done with a dagger?" Shen Rong's starry eyes flickered as she softly asked.

Hearing this, Chen Bin was taken aback; he hadn't really thought of this blind spot.

However, he quickly regained his composure, glanced at the dagger, and said firmly, "It was made of a dagger."

Are you sure it's a dagger? I've examined it; the material isn't very good. Normally, if you used it to cut bone, it would definitely leave a nick in the blade.

But there wasn't a single notch on it. "Shen Rong raised her eyes, her gaze sharp and piercing. "I don't know what happened either, but I killed that guy with my knife."

"Hey! He must be a wanted criminal, right? Shouldn't I get a reward for killing him? Why are you asking so many questions?" Chen Bin asked Shen Rong, feigning displeasure.

He had already realized that Shen Rong's insight was astonishing. If he let her continue asking questions, he might really give himself away; the more he said, the more mistakes he made.

“I know you are a hero in this case, and our police station will indeed reward you.”

But this is a murder case after all, and the necessary procedures still need to be followed. A statement must be taken, so please don't mind.

"How about this? I'll ask you one last question, and then we'll call it a day?" Shen Rong gently persuaded. "Alright," Chen Bin said, feigning reluctance.

"Alright. My final question is, it's extremely difficult for a normal man to break bones with a dagger. You're only eighteen, and you have no prior experience in martial arts, nor are you a sports student."

"How did you manage to cut through two sternums with a dagger with such a narrow blade?" Shen Rong asked softly, her sharp eyes fixed intently on Chen Bin.

She didn't really want to pressure a young hero like this, but there were just too many unanswered questions in this case. Both the dagger and the exploding pistol had aspects that remained unexplained. And the most unexplained of all was Chen Bin himself!

Even now, Shen Rong still refuses to believe that an eighteen-year-old boy could single-handedly kill an armed thug. There must be something hidden about it.

Thinking about this, Shen Rong became even more curious about Chen Bin, eagerly awaiting his answer.

But Chen Bin just smiled, shrugged, and chuckled, "Maybe I'm just naturally strong."

"Born with superhuman strength?" Hearing this flimsy explanation, Shen Rong frowned slightly, somewhat speechless. Just as she was about to ask another question, her phone suddenly rang.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call." Shen Rong said, then took her phone and walked to the side.

As she stood up, Chen Bin noticed that Shen Rong was exceptionally tall, about 1.7 meters. Her two beautiful legs were long, slender, and sexy.

Chen Bin licked his lips, leaned back, and leisurely looked Shen Rong up and down.